I’m never gonna dance again

To set the scene, have this song playing while you read my sad post.

The date was May 31. I broke my ankle. It was also the day when I last wore anything resembling cute shoes.

Since then, I have sported Das Boot, two different pairs of Chucks, one bright pink pair of Pumas and a sorry-looking pair of Bandolino flats which are barely hanging on.

Every few days, I duck into my closet and pull out shoes to try on. I do so hoping that my ankle will tolerate some stylistic improvement. I have at least one hundred pairs of shoes and boots, all of which stare at me every morning as I get ready for work.

At this point, even my comfy but vaguely geriatric Campers would be an upgrade.

“FINE,” I said to myself, “I’ll just buy awesome flats to get me through to boot season!”

But this is what 6PM.com offered me:

When I’m done sobbing and feeling mad, I plan to ask @possessionista for ideas.

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